Shattered by the Alpha Stronger Than Ever novel Chapter 21

I would never forgive him for the betrayal no matter what his pitiful excuse would be, this humiliation that he had brought upon me, by dishonouring my trust and our relationship that was about to be bonded forever.

Never!

I knew Life was unpredictable, but having him as my partner was my biggest blessing, I assumed I could go through every difficulty together, hand in hand, side by side. But I should have known, that it was also known to be unjustifiably cruel with the never–ending negativity in humanity, the one person who was my everything, was now nothing

I pathetically cried for another few minutes, muffling the sounds by biting my fist, my chest heaving down in short pants, and I let the whistle of the faucet water mask my week whimpers.

Shudders of betrayal–filled terror generate throughout my body,

Then I washed my face again, scrubbing the tears and the pain etched onto my expressions. I cupped my hand to gather some water to wash my stinging

eyes.

I would not shed another tear for a coward, spineless cheater excuse of a Man he became, or already was since I was too blind in love to see. I dragged myself out of the washroom, suppressing the depressing energy around me

As soon as I walked into the room though, I was greeted by dead silence, 1 sighed biting my lips. With a deep breath and counterfeit confidence, 1 borrowed the courage to speak from my still–standing self–respect.

“I am sorry everyone,” I began, wary of what words I should use to excuse something as immoral as the situation. There’s no wedding happening here, I am sorry that all your precious time was wasted.” my announcement came out flatly.

‘Karry,” Chelsea utters tears shining in her eyes, as she strides over to me, breaking down in loud sobs, vibrations of her cries hitting my unmoving body, another two or three pairs of arms enclosed around me, I didn’t react, I couldn’t.

They all cried their hearts out, as you would at a funeral, or maybe it was truly that since the long–lasting love I dreamed about, bled out and died back in that pub.

I welcomed the warm, encouraging words, assurances, and condolences followed. Maybe a coffin, flowers and a tombstone wouldn’t have been such a terrible idea.

At my request, everyone left the room one after the other, the suite door closing behind them except for four people, I turned to to my brother.

“Did you get the tickets?” I asked my brother and he nodded uncertainly, concerned visible in his eyes.

“I’ve packed all your stuff,” Leona says, I give lier an appreciating pod ignoring the sympathising look she was giving me

“We only got five tickets, Xaviera and Dexter can fly with us,” Corwin announces checking on his phone

“Are you sure you want to do this today itself? Dexter asks me hesitantly, glancing at Leona and my Brother. I stared at him through my swollen itching eyes, pressing my lips in a thin line.

“No doubt,” I replied, but ohy voice came out dry, cold and exhausted. They all exchanged apprehensive looks before Xaviera stepped ahead towards me with concerned watery eyes.

“Karry you fainted and your fever-,” she speaks gently, delicately, trying to explain.

“I want an out,” I exclaimed “Out of his house and life, as soon as possible,” my statement was loud and firm, Dexter pulled her back, intertwining their hands together, as he nodded with an understanding look.

“I am with

you Karry,” he assures. “Let’s pack our stuff.” He says to his wife.

“You are not in the condition-,” Corwin begins explaining and I cut him off.

“Why? Am I dead? I questioned harshly.

Can dead people feel pain?

“I am doing this with or without you,” my conclusion was clear as I walked over to my suitcase to grab an outfit to change into

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